Fair and unfair suggest some kind of cosmic scales that lean toward balance. No such thing exists.
Genre is a marketing construct.
I've got a new Central Corps short story up.
At long last, my short is done!
I've been promising this one for a while.
When it comes right down to it, this is all my mother’s fault. My mother has always loved dolls. When I was a little girl, she gave me some of the dolls she’d had as a child: gorgeous, eighteen-inch beauties with real human hair and eyes that closed. Each came with an extravagant wardrobe hand-made … Continue reading Revisions with Celia, Part 1